Feng Ling came over and stood beside her. "If you are in a bad mood, you can speak it out or vent in other ways. It's not safe to stay here."
"I know it's not safe, so I'm just sitting behind the railing," Ji Nuan said slowly. "I just want to get some fresh air here, besides…"
She paused and forced a smile. "It's useless telling him. He knows I'm not the kind of person who will commit suicide. He is just being polite by asking you to take me down."
During the ten years when she had been leading a vagrant life, no matter how much hardship, blows, and torture she had suffered, she never committed suicide. She was always resilient and tenacious. The only time she tried to kill herself was when she was tortured out of her mind by Ji Mengran, lying in the bathtub and cutting her wrists, then foolishly pushing Mo Jingshen away.
She died in her last life because she was given a chronic poison.
